Nan Qian returned home in a mixed mood, and the stool was knocked on the door before she could sit in the hot room. "It's coming, it's coming!" Nan Qian limped to open the door in a pair of men's rotten shoes. "What are you doing again?" Nan Qian looked at his subordinate B and subordinate A standing at the door with displeasure. "Miss Nan is interrupted." Subordinate A brewed a sad mouth, and subordinate B hung his head with a serious expression for fear that he would show his stuff.

"What's the matter?" Nan Qian always felt that something was wrong when he looked at them.

"Pan Ye, he .....," his subordinate A's voice was a little choked, and he couldn't finish his words.

"What's wrong with him?" Nan Xiang's heart involuntarily kneaded together.

"It's okay to get a head injury when you are attacked at home, but you just hit your brain and you are delirious."

"Stupid?" Nan Qian grabbed his hand with some excitement.

"Amnesia!?" After his subordinate A and subordinate B finished speaking, they lowered their heads in pain and then twisted their whole faces together, this sentence is really funny! Hearing this, Nan Qian's heart chuckled and lost his memory? Forgot everything? Have you forgotten yourself, yourself? Nan Xiang felt that her thoughts were a little unclear, and they appeared in her mind intermittently, obviously she didn't like Pan Canmiao. Why is it so strange now, and my heart is so uncomfortable.

"Can you go and see Pan Ye, please Miss Nan to enjoy her face and move to Pan's Manor!" Subordinate B and subordinate A gently bent down full of respect for Nan Xiang, Nan Xiang straightened her somewhat messy hair, compared to the previous gestures of the amorous style, now she is a little lost soul, Nan Xiang walked past the subordinates who were still bent over and walked out of the door wearing rotten cloth shoes.

Subordinate A and subordinate B were stunned, did they unexpectedly look at Nan Xiang or like their own Pan Ye, did they overdo it? Forget it, anyway, whatever happens is the responsibility of his own Pan Ye. Subordinate A and subordinate B glanced at each other, showed a victorious expression, made a victory gesture, and then hurriedly trotted to Nan Xiang to open the door.

"Did he meet the enemy?" Nan Qian raised his head and looked at his subordinate B who was driving, and his subordinate B's brain was running rapidly, which really tested his IQ, because the sunspot and the shadow didn't tell them too much detail before, and let them play on their own.

"It's inconvenient to say it, forget it." Nan Qian looked at his subordinate Jia's hesitant expression, and he couldn't bear to embarrass him.

Subordinate A suddenly sighed loudly, Nan Qian turned his head to look at his subordinate A, and subordinate B still had to rely on his little daughter-in-law like a ghost horse and elf! "Brother, let's tell Miss Nan the truth, she has the right to know the truth, after all, she is Pan Ye's beloved, and she can't make Miss Nan sorry for Pan Ye." Subordinate A's eyes were full of struggle, and his subordinate A, who watched the play very well, nodded.

"What the hell is going on, he's hurt because of me?" Nan Xiang was a little incredible, and her emotions were a little excited.

"Miss Nan met a bunch of ruffians last night, right?" Subordinate A looked at Nan Xiang with a questioning tone, and Nan Xiang nodded mechanically without speaking!

"That group of people is Song Laoliu's subordinates on West Street, Song Laoliu is Pan Ye's sworn enemy, and when he heard that his subordinates were taught by Pan Ye, he immediately used the topic to play to find us trouble!" The subordinate said like a hanging river. "Miss Song Lao Liu, Miss Nan, you are not unfamiliar, there are scoundrels in the background of smuggling and drug trafficking, if it weren't for Song Lao Liu's previous entanglement of Miss Nan, our Pan Ye couldn't stand it and came to save you, we would never have dealt with that kind of person!" Subordinate B stabbed Nan Xiang like a needle on his body. "Today, Pan Ye was attacked during a fight with them, and he hurt his brain." His subordinates frowned

Yes, these words were indeed played by him and B temporarily, but they were seven points true and three points false. My own Pan Ye really likes Nan Xiang very much, and he has caused a lot of trouble for Nan Xiang, and secretly I don't know how many things I have done for her. Nan Xiang still didn't speak, even if she was stupid, she could see Pan Canmiao's sincerity to herself, Nan Xiang's teeth were biting her lip, and her red lips were bitten a little white. Nan Qian leaned against the car window and looked at the obsessive nightclub passing by outside the car, remembering the scene of meeting Pan Canmiao for the first time.

It was the first time Nan Xiang and Pan Canmiao met in the Obsessive Nightclub one day two months ago, and at that time, Nan Xiang went to work in the nightclub on the first day and the first day she moved to Furong City. Nan Xiang was wearing a fiery red cheongsam, her black hair was pulled low into a bun, although her posture was a little thin, Nan Xiang still stood on the big stage with brilliance and made a show, and became the most eye-catching leader in the Fanqing Nightclub. Not only did the appearance attract groups of men, but the lazy and crisp singing voice also fascinated a large area. The fascination nightclub has become more and more popular because of the business of Nanxiang, and since then the name Nanxiang has become famous in Furong City. People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and this fame is not necessarily a good thing, after all, the title of nightclub singer is not associated with all dirty.

The old cow eats tender grass, and the old men like Nan Xiang to be so delicate and cute, and the previously mentioned Song Lao Liu is such a person, he is obsessed with Nan Xiang and pesters her every day. The owner of the Obsessive Nightclub is a friend of Pan Canmiao, and when Pan Canmiao went to look for him, he happened to see the picture of Song Lao Liu holding a glass of wine to embarrass Nan Xiang.

"Bullying a woman is also called a man?" Pan Canmiao sat on the sofa in a leather jacket and looked at Song Lao Liu with full aura.

Song Lao Liu, who was provoked, dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, but with so many people present, he couldn't lose face too much when he looked at him. "Yo, isn't this Pan Ye? What the wind is blowing you in! Song Lao Liu also sat on the sofa, but there was no harm if there was no comparison, and his temperament was a big difference, and he lost Pan Canmiao didn't know how much.

Pan Canmiao ignored Song Lao Liu, and just looked at Nan Qian on the side. "Beauty's new arrival?" Pan Canmiao smiled and looked at Nan Qian, with some teasing in her tone. Nan Qian nodded, her eyes were a little moist, she should have been frightened by Song Lao Liu, and her hands were nervously pulling her skirt. "I'm scared of such a beautiful beauty, I'm afraid that it should be broken into thousands of pieces before I can get rid of my hatred!" Pan Canmiao said this sentence expressionlessly, this sentence frightened Song Lao Liu and was about to roll off the sofa, while Nan Qian was frightened and fainted. Nan Xiang didn't know what happened later, Nan Xiang only knew that it was Pan Canmiao who helped her out of the siege and helped herself. Then Pan Canmiao relied on herself like a scoundrel kraft candy, Nan Qian thought in a mess.

"Miss Nan, Miss Nan!" His subordinate called Nan Xiang, and after calling many times to no avail, he patted Nan Xiang on the shoulder. Nan Xiang, who was suddenly touched by others, was a little panicked, and his subordinate B was afraid that Nan Xiang would be too excited, so he stretched out his hand and patted his subordinate A. "Miss Nan has arrived, it's time to get off!" Subordinate A also felt that his movements were a little inappropriate, and got out of the car in embarrassment to open the door for Nan Xiang.

"Nan Xiang has arrived!" Standing in the living room and looking at the shadow outside the window, his eyes brightly captured the car at the door and the limping Nan Xiang, and when he heard the shadow talking, Heizi ran upstairs to pass a message to Pan Canmiao!

"Master, Nan Xiang has arrived!" Kuroko looked at his own Pan Ye who was pale on the bed. Pan Canmiao coughed lightly and lay down on the bed with a terminally ill weakness, her face and eyes were full of the four big words "weakness and I am dying". "Master, take it easy, you give me the illusion that tomorrow is going to be gone!" Kuroko complained the cheapest and venomous tongue.

"Pan Ye, my life is bright, when have I ever deceived someone and acted!" Pan Canmiao slapped the bed very hard.

"Who is Brother Sanshui!" Kuroko ruthlessly debunked. Pan Canmiao coughed twice, leaned back on the bed a little more energetically, and Heizi nodded with satisfaction.

"Miss Nan, go slowly, don't fall!" The voice of a shadow came from the hallway. Pan Canmiao, who heard the voice, hurriedly lay down on the bed, and Heizi also quickly picked up a bowl of things suspected to be medicine on the table and sat at the head of the bed, so Nan Qian pushed the door in and saw such a picture. Pan Canmiao, who seemed to be about to die, was lying on the bed, and Heizi was also sitting at the head of the bed with red eyes, as if he was saying goodbye to Pan Canmiao.

"Nan ......" Kuroko was interrupted by Nan Xiang's cry before he could finish speaking.

"Pan Canmiao!" Nan Qian cried and threw herself at Pan Canmiao on the bed, lying on top of him and hugging Pan Canmiao's neck tightly with her hands. This action made everyone stunned, why did this plot go in a different direction than they thought, Kuroko looked at the shadow, and then looked at his subordinate B and subordinate A. Several people looked at each other and shook their heads. Pan Canmiao didn't think about it so much, and was surprised for a while before she was immersed in the joy that Nan Qian actually hugged him.

"Who are you, Nan Xiang, they are all bad people, save me!" Pan Canmiao pondered for a moment, and said such a sentence like a thunderbolt. This time, it was Nan Xiang's turn to be dizzy, and his subordinate A began to brainstorm again.

"Miss Nan, Master Pan forgot that everyone only remembers you, and in his memory, you are his wife." Subordinate A lowered his head with some red eyes, and subordinate B wiped his eyes.

Hearing this, Nan Xiang had mixed feelings, and when she heard Pan Canmiao's amnesia before, she was afraid that she had forgotten herself, but now she forgot that everyone only remembered that she was alone, which made Nan Xiang a little moved and happy. "Head, headache doesn't hurt!" Nan Qian's voice was a little hoarse, and her cold hand covered Pan Canmiao's forehead.

"Wife, it's good that you're here, I'm not scared, my head is so dizzy and hurts!" Pan Canmiao's heart was coquettish with Nan Xiang, and he also held Nan Xiang in his hand, as the saying goes, he was reluctant to let go of the child, and he couldn't hold the wolf, and he couldn't let go of his face and couldn't hold Nan Xiang. Our Pan Ye didn't care about anything for his daughter-in-law, looking at the shadow of this picture, the four people of Kuroko's subordinate A and his subordinate A walked out very well and closed the door.

"Brothers, our master said before that he and Nan Xiang like red wedding dresses!" Kuroko took Shadow's hand and spoke to his subordinates.

"Fuck let's buy firecrackers!" Subordinate A waved his big hand and pulled his subordinate B away, and subordinate B obediently followed him, watching their eldest brother go, and the sunspot and shadow also followed. When these subordinates were jubilant and bought firecrackers, Pan Canmiao was still holding Nan Qian tightly.

Nan Qian Ren Pan Canmiao hugged her, stretched out a hand to open the note that Heizi stuffed to her before leaving, and a paragraph was written on the note: Miss Nan said that Pan Ye can not be stimulated, please follow him in everything, if you are offended, please forgive me after all, Ye loves you deeply, and now he thinks that you are the only one in the strange world.

"Do you remember me?" Nan Qian gently opened his mouth and gently massaged Pan Canmiao's head.

"You are the best-looking Nanqian my daughter-in-law!" Pan Canmiao, who is now acting, is telling the truth, whether she is hiding it at all, and she has not deceived Nan Qianla much before, except for the identity of Brother Sanshui, Pan Canmiao has not deceived her in the slightest. Pan Canmiao took advantage of her injury and happily hugged her daughter-in-law. Nan Qian showed sympathy, why did the person who was so smart before become stupid after hitting his head! Don't be afraid to really play stupid!

"Wife, wife, husband!" Pan Canmiao hugged Nan Qian and floated happily.

"Husband." Afraid that Pan Canmiao would be stimulated again, Nan Qian screamed a little embarrassed. "I'll peel you an apple and eat it!" Nan Qian changed the topic embarrassedly, picked up a pear and peeled it. Seeing such Nan Xiang, Pan Canmiao was about to pounce and kiss her, Pan Canmiao twisted her face to the side, revealing a dark and sly smile without Nan Qian noticing.

Nan Xiang lived in Pan Canmiao's Pan Manor and took care of Pan Canmiao's food and clothing, Nan Xiang was a little happy, because she got along with Pan Canmiao very happily, and found a lot of cuteness that she hadn't found before, and Nan Xiang was also a little sad because her Sanshui brother disappeared. Do you like Brother Sanshui or Pan Canmiao? But her identity is obviously not able to fall in love with anyone.

Nan Qian stood in front of the casserole with an apron and cooked preserved eggs and lean porridge for Pan Canmiao, the mellow preserved eggs and dry and fragrant lean meat were sandwiched in the soft and glutinous rice grains, and the green green onions were dotted on it. Nan Xiang picked up the soup spoon and scooped a small bite, put it to his mouth and tasted it. "It smells so good!" Pan Canmiao tiptoed behind her and hugged Nan Qian.

"Hungry? Why are you running around on the ground again, go to bed and lie down! Nan Qian put down the soup spoon and pushed Pan Canmiao out of the kitchen, and pushed him upstairs.

"You should also eat too much to be too thin!" Pan Canmiao smiled and touched Nan Xiang's palm-sized little face, and Nan Xiang blushed from his hooligan-like actions.

"Pan Canmiao, if you do this again, I'll break your hand!" Nan Qian pinched Pan Canmiao's hand.

"Wife, I'm a patient, you actually bullied me!" Pan Canmiao and Nan Xiang pretended to be pitiful, Nan Xiang pushed Pan Canmiao into the bedroom with him, Pan Canmiao smirked and obediently covered the quilt and lay on the bed. Nan Qian habitually helped Pan Canmiao rub his head, and then picked up the preserved egg and lean porridge sent in by his subordinates.

Nan Xiang held the bowl to his mouth and blew cold porridge, Pan Canmiao looked at Nan Xiang who was blowing porridge for himself with his head down. Pan Canmiao stretched out her big hand to straighten up the few strands of her scattered hair, and gently stroked Nan Qian's face, looking at her with tender eyes and smiling. "So happy, the first time I feel at home, only you make me longing for a wife!" Pan Canmiao pinched Nan Qian's reddened ears.

"Eat, eat porridge!" Nan Xiang was at a loss to feed Pan Canmiao a spoonful of porridge.

"Actually, I liked men before!" Pan Canmiao swallowed the porridge and said slowly.